theres nothing much to do when your sitting in a class room with no one to talk to. All you can do is sit at your desk and hope that the bell will ring soon and make you move onto your next class so that your closer to the end of your day, closer to your freedom for the weekend. Something that I have been looking forward to for about three weeks. Three weeks of waiting for one weekend so that I would never have to come back here again.
I hate how the room is so quite, but yet it feels like theres ten million people in here talking all at the same time. Ever felt that way? Like the silence in a room was ear bursting, but you were scared to talk because you didn't want to ruin it? Well, that's how I feel right now. After about five minutes of going insane, I dig into my bag and get my ipod. I turn it up kinda loud so that I was drowning out the silence. Wow, the silence is really getting to me, I think I'm starting to go insane. Thank you to who ever invented the ipod.
I see the only other person in the room get up and walk out of the room with their back pack and that means that the bell was ringing. I turn off my ipod and walk out of the room. It was time to go home. Finally.
"Hey honey. How was your last day of this school?" My mom was in the kitchen doing some finishing touches with the packing.
"It was great. I don't think a single person talked to me besides the teacher. But it's okay. I don't like saying good bye anyways." I take a bite out of the apple that my mom had left on the counter for me for something to eat since everything else was either packed away, or thrown out.
"Well, hopefully you wont have to be saying any good byes. Because they said that because of the way the school works that we shouldn't have to be moving till you finish training." She wiped the little bit of sweat dripping down her forehead on the back of her hand.
"Good." But that doesn't mean that I'm gonna be making all kinds of little friends that are gonna be living in my room so that we can do each others nails. I thought to myself. My mom was always telling me that it wasn't good for me to be myself all the time, but I wasn't really a people kinda person. And I hated good byes more than anything.
"The moving people should be here with the trailer around 5:00. Do you want to eat before that, or on the way to our new house?"
"I don't care. I'll probably just bring some snacks to snack on or something." I tossed the apple core out and head back out the door.
"I'm going for a walk. Be back before 5:00." I turn my ipod back on when I get back out side and turn it up to Carrie Underwood's 'Crazy Dreams'. I had started to hum along when my phone went off, to the same song. As you can tell, it was one of my favorites.
New text message. The front screen read. I hit read. It was from Claire. One of the only people that I ever really talked to. We had kinda became friends at the end of last year and we sorta text each other like friends.
hey, someone said that you were leaving town? Is that true?? :(
Great, how the heck did someone find out?? I didn't even talk to anybody. Unless someone that lived near me saw the people come and look at our house and the moving van take all our furnisher already. Just my luck.
hey, srry that i didn't tell u. I'm not good with good byes. really really srry. Please don't be mad at me :( If you want, i'm going to the old swing set right now. You could stop bye and we could really say good bye. :( Please forgive me for not telling you.
I sent the message and sighed. I really didn't want to see her again before I left. All sad. I wanted to keep her happy face in my mind but what i would remember her by. But I knew that she would want to say good bye, just because she was a sweet little girl.
I would looove to see u. Don't worry i'm not mad at you, i understand why you didn't want to tell me. I'm noo good with good byes either. So lets not say good bye. We can just hang out. :) Deal??
Wow, I liked the way this girl thought. Maybe that's one of the reasons that I talked to her. Now I'm kinda starting to wish that I had spent more time with her. We might have become really good friends. But then that would have been someone that I would have had to say good bye to. So maybe this was for the best.
that would be great. I'll see you soon :)
On that happy note I walked into the old play ground and headed towards my favorite spot, the swing set.
The familiar sound of the swings swinging back and forth was nice. I took one ear phone out so that I could hear it for the last time.
I sat there for a while. Wondering how far away she lived from here. It was sure taking her for a while to get here.
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